Why do most women long to be thinner?
Most girls I know, see on the internet and hear about in the media want to lose weight. This is the same whether they are 300lbs overweight or already slender. I am one of these girls. I hate myself for doing it, but I constantly think about how I would look better if I was a bit smaller, or more toned. I seem to always be on a diet or desperately trying to convince myself I can be happy with being the healthy weight I am now. No matter what weight I am, I always find myself feeling fat.
Why is this? I’m not fat – in fact I’m a healthy weight and look fine in my clothes. Even though I technically know this, I still go to the gym in hopes of losing a few pounds. I don’t have an eating disorder, I eat enough.Where is this pressure coming from, and is it the same for all girls?
I feel like the media is easy to blame for a lot of negative things in the world, which is bad for me as a training journalist. However, women’s magazines, tabloid newspapers and gossip sites undeniably play a huge part in creating the low self confidence in women that makes them think that they need to be slim to be happy. The only images we ever seem to be shown are of women who are size 10 or lower with extremely toned bodies. Images are photo-shopped beyond recognition and we naively believe that we should look like these unachievable ideals. Usually when celebrities with normal bodies are shown in the media, they are shamed and headlines such as ‘my body hell’ and ‘diet disasters’ are accompanying them. This is where responsible journalism should come into play – the journalists who write these stories should think about the consequences. If the stories sell though, which they do, there’s no hope of them ever being stopped. Looking at it this way, are we responsible for our own self- esteem and body confidence?
In a way I believe this to be true. Something as simple as changing your mindset can change your whole life. Body confidence comes from within, there’s no doubt about it. How else could big girls who are confident about their bodies and feel fabulous exist? This being said, when external factors such as size bias in shop displays, social pressure, body shaming and magazines are chipping away at our confidence and filling us with doubt, it’s hard to find a positive point of view.
The problem is we care too much about what others think and live our lives in fear of judgement. We compare ourselves to others. I suppose this is natural in society. To fit in, we must strive to reach societal ideals. But when these ideals are unrealistic and painfully false, it’s no wonder us females are all struggling to accept our bodies.
MY TROUBLED MIND
WHAT’S IT ALL ABOUT?
Through the manipulation of language, Luke Otley aims to express the diverse, bizarre challenges of everyday life in an increasingly modern, and arguably fickle, era. He currently lives in Cornwall, UK.
Images from the brilliant Hugo Jones
Ramblings about the world we live in.
Psychology, society, aesthetics and things that soothe the soul are my passions and greatest interests. I try to live my life being inspired by these areas and the little things that come underneath each broad theme. I am greatly interested in what makes us tick, why we do certain things, how to take control of our lives and many other burning questions that everyone wants answered.
I recently made the decision to drastically alter my life for the better. As a student, I try my hardest to fully connect with each subject and get the best mark I can achieve; education was something I used to treat as a sideline but I have changed that. Depression used to affect me greatly and I couldn’t seem to get out of a never-ending slump, but with guided meditation, a gym membership and a change in perception, I changed that too. Anyone can turn their life around, they just have to realise that they have the power to do so. And I did.
So, if you are on the journey to being a better version of yourself, I would love for you to share with me mine.
“Rain is grace; rain is the sky descending to the earth; without rain, there would be no life.” – John Updike
What is it about the rain that’s so therapeutic?
When I hear the pitter-patter on my window as I’m falling asleep, my head seems to sink into my pillow more so than without it. I feel more relaxed, focusing on the splashes gently hitting the glass.
I always wondered why the rain was my favourite weather. Is it to do with having a melancholic soul, or is it soothing to everyone?
On rainy days, I seem to get more done. It makes me feel happy, and therefore more motivated. Today, I completed a 2,500 word piece of work, got my shopping done, eat healthily and planned out my weak and budget. There’s no way I would usually get this much done, but as soon as the rain hit the ground on my way home from shopping, I began to feel refreshed.
I like to think those who long for the rain like me are more pensive than others. Because they, like me, wish for the ambience that comes with rain. The contemplative feeling that brings me inner calm.
Although it makes me more productive, a lot of people love the rain because of the stillness it brings. Really heavy downpours can bring the world to a halt. Whilst everyone else has stopped, you can appreciate the peaceful tranquillity and rejuvenate yourself. Many people stop with the rest of the rest of the world. It’s a chance to reflect, or a chance to fall into your favourite armchair and have a nice hot cup of tea.
So, next time you’re feeling stressed, listen to the sound of rain(there are many sources on the internet) and plug in some refreshing air freshener. hopefully it will bring you the same calmness it brings me!
I don’t recycle. I just don’t… and I really could care less about the animals in the ocean. In fact it might be safer without them.
People handing out advertisements or Girl Scout Cookies will sometimes receive what they think is “Korean” back. I actually don’t speak Korean… but it has sounded believable for 20 years.
Sometimes I pretend to be asleep so people will go away. It is amazing how quickly a person will become bored with you if you are audibly snoring.
I don’t move over for bikers of any kind and I don’t consider your oversized toy a car. This will probably never change.
If you ask me my nationality I will many times tell you a random Asian country. It is because I am an asshole.
The Next Five are at 10 Reasons People Hate Me | HarsH ReaLiTy.
My first foray into the world of blogging those bizarre, potentially irrelevant or irreverent and at times no doubt dull musings that occur at the oddest of moments but that are at all times part of the human condition.
It is New Year’s Day, 2014, and I spent some of my day driving from Dublin to Cork, listening to the radio. I was struck, not for the first time, by how commonplace reports of fatalities and serious injuries have become, often accompanied by the explanation that a fight had broken out at a house party or outside a nightclub.
I’m not so naive as to believe that fights are a new phenomena. As young stags have tested their emerging strength with head to head challenges in the forest, so we humans, since time before time, have engaged in similar antics. I’m not justifying this, just setting a context for a more sinister turn I am sensing. The young human bucks fighting with only their fists typically emerge with a bloody nose, a broken jaw and a sore head. Nothing pretty about it.
And then occasionally, and usually where alcohol and or illegal drugs are a factor, the situation takes a turn for the worst and a young man or woman is beaten to death. No chance here for either party to think better of it the next day. Lives lost and others ruined.
The change I sense in Ireland of 2014 is in the carrying of weapons.
Since when do our teenagers travel in gangs and carry knives? Since when do our twenty somethings have apparent ease of access to guns?
Carrying a weapon, to my non-legal brain, shows a willingness to injure another person.
A precursory search for statistics on violent crime in Ireland suggests that it is reasonably static and from this I take heart. My intention here isn’t to frighten or to take from any of the hope and positivity that the new year brings but simply to contribute to a dialogue – one I hope will contribute to a dissipation of the anger being vented senselessly on our streets.
I’d love to hear your thoughts. I’d love, especially, to hear that you think I am reading the tea leaves incorrectly.
[Terry: Welcome to America, Grace!]
Last week University College Cork hosted an evening on Climate Change to include a screening of the documentary Chasing Ice, http://www.chasingice.com/ . It provides time lapse imagery of the depleting Arctic ice mass; the ‘canary in the coal mine’ on climate change.
Since childhood I have had an interest in all things environmental, feeling a sense of connection with and consequent responsibility for, the awe inspiring planet that is Earth.
Recently though I’ve fallen off the wagon. Well done to Dr Paul Bolger of the Environmental Research Institute of UCC and his colleagues for shaking me up again. And well done on the standing room only attendance on the night.
Chasing Ice is a visually breathtaking documentary which is worth seeing for the photography and videography alone. Choose to avoid the moral message if you will; the ability of photographer James Bulag to capture the sheer sublime beauty of the Arctic landscape is awe inspiring. Lets face it, most of us will never get to experience this in the first person and rightly so: We cannot have it all and maintain the delicate balance of our finite planet at the same time.
My life, no doubt like your life, weaves disparate threads into the one narrative that rolls out before me and adds a semblance of comfort to the chaos.
Yet this week the threads held some relationship to each other. For a number of days I have been largely confined to the house as my daughter has a viral fever. A text early on in the week from a friend, a mother of older children, reminded me to cherish the few days I would spend with her and this I did. We watched every episode of Little House on the Prairie that was ever made. What a production!
It is in one of the episodes, where Mr Edwards is wooing Grace, that the first of these threads wove its magic. Edwards displays his optimism for his love match by singing ‘Old Dan Tucker’ with varying levels of brightness. An American folk song of uncertain origin, my only previous encounter with it was as a cover by Bruce Springsteen on his 2006 album, We Shall Overcome: The Seeger Sessions. It became a staple in our house and most especially our car, following a Bruce concert in Cardiff, Wales, that my sons, then 9 and 6 years old travelled to with their dad. Such lucky boys.
Tonight I was driving home in the dark, alone, and was delighted to tune into an interview with Brian O’Driscoll, Irish rugby legend, and his father on RTE. It was an interview interspersed with the guests’ choice of music and Brian’s first piece was Bruce’s Dancing in the Dark, released in 1984. At that time I was 11, Brian was 5. When asked why he had chosen the song Brian’s response was that Bruce was a timeless legend, that our grandchildren’s grandchildren will be listening to his music.
The final thread in this week’s tapestry? Bruce unceremoniously releases a new album this week, High Hopes.
Unleashed Observations and random thoughts from a “not so teenager.” |Welcome to a new friend: Granny Smith
Life has a way of chewing us up, spitting us out, and casting a rainbow.. all in one day.
I’m Granny Smith, and for years I’ve been known as an outspoken, uncensored observer; and finally, I’m ready to tell the internet what it is, what is was, and what it shall be.
So listen up, and you just might learn something!
I have a shameless plug to throw your way.
As many of you know, I recently lost my job. However, things have been looking up for me thus far, and I recently applied for a position as a music news producer for MusicBlvd.
As a part of the job description, you’re supposed to post a piece of music news in the news section of their website. The person with the piece that performs the best in the SEO results gets the job.
So readers, if you wouldn’t mind, please click on the link below and share it on your Facebook or Twitter account.
Also, if you’re so inclined, feel free to check out the post on MusicBlvd’s Facebook page and like it! Here’s the link to their Facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/TheMusicBlvd. Once you’re on the page, “like” the post with the headline, “For Ke$ha, It’s Going Down…Hill That Is.”
You guys are the best. Thank you!
Link to post to share on your Facebook or Twitter account: http://musicblvd.com/news/for-keha-its-going-downhill-that-is/
Alright ladies and gentlemen, here’s the deal…I’ve been canned…and I’ve never been felt this confused, happy, and frustrated all at once…It kind of feels like someone just broke up with me.
Below is a description of what went down, and I hope you can learn from my mistakes…
On Monday, I was called into the CEO’s office and let go. He basically told me that I wasn’t good enough at what I was hired to do. But, “don’t worry!” he exclaimed, “you’re talented in many other areas, and this is going to be the best thing that’s ever happened to you.”
[Terry: I HATE when people say this to me when I get fired (which happens a lot). It’s a lie, it’s none of their business, and it means that they think I’m stupid. It’s the business equivalent of having a family member die and some moron comes by and says, “Well, God must have a plan.”]
Truth be told, I love my former CEO. He’s the greatest man anyone could ask to work for. But, the company culture was a TERRIBLE fit…and I knew it was a terrible fit even before I started working there.
Here’s the deal, folks…when I interviewed for my “previous” position, I couldn’t stand the woman that was my “supervisor to be.” Rule #1: If you can’t stand them in the interview, you probably shouldn’t take the job. But I thought, what the hell? I probably won’t have to work that closely with her…Seriously, what was I thinking? Of course I’m going to have to work closely with her! She’s my SUPERVISOR!!! YOU IDIOT!!!!!!!!!!
But, I digress. I was with my previous employer for 6 months, and each week got a bit worse. I hated my boss from the start, but as time went on, I began to hate the colleague that I worked the most with. I hated the company’s processes, I didn’t really care about the work that I was doing because I hated the industry, and I hated the company’s weird rules and regulations. Rule #2: All of the issues that I just mentioned are GREAT reasons not to stick with a position…or, they’re great reasons to try and put a positive spin on your situation if you just don’t have a choice.
For me, there was no “putting a positive spin on my situation.” I came home every night miserable. I would hear the alarm go off every morning, give myself a pep talk, and then walk into the office only to be beaten down by my boss and a few of the individuals I worked closely with. Most of the time, I ended up bringing work home with me in the evenings and only pausing to have something to eat. I was getting very little sleep, and some weeks I didn’t even have enough energy to shower. The truth is, there was no turning this train around. Each week, I cared less and less and wished so badly that someone would just see that I was trying so hard and help me. I thought that asking for less work would be inconsiderate as my counterpart was already doing most of it, and it is what I was hired to do…so I kept being miserable. My boss could see my misery, I saw it, and my colleagues saw it, so it was time to go.
Am I upset that I wasn’t given more time to truly find my place within the company? Sure! But, I already hated my life so much that I decided this is probably for the best, and I need to continue my job search.
In a world where so many people are struggling to find jobs, let alone jobs that they actually like, it’s important to apply, apply, apply, but also take the time to find a position that you can really see yourself thriving in. To be perfectly honest, my position got me so wound up that I was lashing out at friends and family, quickly losing self confidence, and at times, I even thought that not waking up the next morning would be better than living.
No one should ever have to feel this way. So please!!!! Learn from me and work hard to find a position you love!
And, if you know of someone who’s hiring, feel free to pass their information my way!
Granny Smith – over and out
In light of the last post I wrote, “Wanna Play 20 Questions?…Sort of…” I’ve decided that I’m going to pick a few of those questions and answer them in future blog posts..like this one!
Today’s question, “If you were going to die at midnight, what would you be doing at 11:45 p.m.?”
When thinking about this question, a million other ones came to mind…such as, “how far in advance do I know that I’m going to die at midnight on such and such a day?..24 hours? A week?” Because, if I knew far enough in advance, I’d be able to call people up, tell them how much they meant to me, and then plan the sickest farewell party EVER!!..But, what if I found out at 11 p.m. day of? You can’t exactly rally the troops together, go through your bucket list, or make a lot of phone calls.
But, if I had to decide what I would be doing at 11:45 p.m., regardless of how far in advance I knew I was going to be gone at midnight, I’d have to say that I’d keep it simple. I would want to be in my bedroom in my parent’s house. And, I’d want to be lying on my bed, because I LOVE my bed! Seated around me would be my parents, brother, and dog. In bed with me, holding on to me, would be my boyfriend. We would all be talking, reminiscing, and they would hopefully reassure me that the life I lived was a good one, and that everything was going to be ok.
Now, to be honest, I had to debate about this a bit. On one hand, I would want them there with me. But, on the other, would I really want them to see me die? Would I really want my boyfriend to be holding on to me as I took my last breath? That kind of stuff changes your LIFE. I’ve known many individuals that have seen a loved one on their last leg, and it’s not pretty. But, on the other hand, I wouldn’t want to be alone, and I wouldn’t want them to leave the room shortly beforehand knowing what I was going through on the other side of the door.
But, I guess what I’m really getting at is, there’s nothing sweeter in this world than family; and I have the absolute best. At the end of your life, it’s not going to be your possessions that you cling to, it’s going to be the people you love most. That’s why I’m such a huge advocate of work, life, balance. Yes, you have to fill your time here with something. But, if that something constantly causes you to miss out on time with the one’s you love most…is it really worth it? Because, at the end of your life, you’ll look back and think of everything you’ve ever wanted to do, and you’ll probably make a checklist, as in, “did I get to do this? Yes or No” and then move on. You’ll also probably wish that you were more vocal with your opinions, spent more time with family and friends, and that you didn’t work so hard.
Why do I know this? Because I’ve read different studies on what individuals greatest regrets were while they were on their deathbed. And the above are all of those are things the wished they could’ve clung on to while they were living. So, why wait? Apply what you want to do today, because as far as I’m concerned, there are no do-overs.
So, what would you be doing at 11:45 p.m. if you knew you were going to die at midnight?
Granny Smith – over and out
Gifts for Film/TV Industry Professionals and Students |Welcome to a new friend: Say it like you’re Dracula: We are van der a-Tak!
Lea van der Tak’s musings in media
Hi world, my name is Lea van der Tak. I’m a student at Drexel University working towards a BS in Animation & Visual Effects. I’ve got a million goals and a crazy creative drive and I thought maybe keeping an official chronicle of my life leading up to my career would be a good place to start.
Right now my most prized project is the pilot script that I’m writing for a TV series I’m developing. I’m taking a class in the upcoming term in which I’ll actually have to write a pilot and series bible so I’m working on fully developing the characters, plot, scene ideas, and backstory to be sure I’m well prepared.
In my spare time I also work for Thread Society (www.threadsociety.com) which is a wonderful online clothing company that does a lot of charity work. Recently, we collaborated with Whatever (youtube.com/whatever) and went to NYC to hand out clothing to the homeless. On the mission, we met a man from the Czech Republic who’d ended up homeless because he was robbed on the train so we got him clothed, fed, a hotel room, a hair cut, and a shave. Then we asked what he really wanted and he said he just wanted to go home to Prague, so we bought him a ticket to go home and off he went. Read the story here or watch it below.
The Walking Dead, Bitten, Game of Thrones, Supernatural, True Blood, the Vampire Diaries, Hemlock Grove, Dracula…all these stories came from books, am I missing something, or am I just in the wrong business? Many classic movies also came from books, so what’s going on here? Is it just easier for screenwriters to adapt an already concocted story that to come up with one? I’m interested in the development process of Television and I can see why it might be easier to crunch out your version of someone else’s story than to try and develop it all on the fly. However, I like the process of creating the story and it would be sad if I only ever got to work on other’s people’s work. So am I in the wrong business? No, probably not, because though TV often adapts books it has it’s own freedoms. My boyfriend read all the Game of Thrones books and couldn’t help but tell me all the differences and surprises as we watched the show. If you’re sitting in a room of people brainstorming, there’s no way original ideas don’t get incorporated into the adaptation. Adapting is all about making appropriate modifications, after all.
There is one thing I’m not privy to, and that is how a book becomes a TV show. Well, actually I get it in simple terms but I hope I get to actually experience it one day whether or not I’m even a writer. As long as I’m in on pre-production, on the set, or doing post production, I’ll be happy to get the behind the scenes look. I’m excited for my Literature for Screenwriters class now because I realize maybe then I’ll understand what makes a novel series good for TV.
I found this article by Carol Pinchefsky on how it works for movies quite interesting: Click Me I’m an Article
Here’s how it works: a producer or production company “options” a book — that is, buys the rights (typically for several thousand dollars) to adapt the book for a period of time (typically from eighteen months to two years). If the producers have not adapted the book when agreed-upon the period of time lapses, the rights revert back to the author.  Few books that are optioned are actually produced; some books get optioned more than once. Although most optioned books languish in “development hell,” with promises of big-name stars dangled in front of the author, only to have the project stymied for years on end, sometimes these promises come to life.
I’m assuming it’s relatively the same idea for TV. As usual, any thoughts or wisdoms are greatly appreciated.
I’m so jealous of all my friends traveling and living in awesome places. Two of my best friends live in London and one of them previous lived in Cameroon and Germany. Another friend is tanning in Columbia right now, her native country. My brother lived in Spain and traveled Europe for 6 months. Therefore, I think I’m going to make a bucket list of places I’d like to go when I graduate. I’m lucky enough to have been to Canada, Turkey, Kenya, Tanzania, France, Holland, Belgium, Mexico, the Caribbean, Spain, Italy, and England, but I was mostly very young and all I want to do now is go back, and do it all again on my own as a pseudo-adult.
If you’ve been any of these places, please give me suggestions of things to see and do.
Holland, the fatherland. I went when I was 8, but I seriously doubt that I’d have the same experience if I went back. I’d like to track down my relatives there too, the ones that remain considering many were quite old back when I was 8.
France, back home! I’m starting to really get rusty with my french and I need to step it up. I want to go back to the motherland and hang out with my awesome cousin in Paris. Marseilles is my place and I want to go back and lay on the beach eating beignet and shop at Géant Casino.
South Africa, I don’t know why but after falling in love with Kenya and Tanzania, I feel a unbearable desire to go explore the other side.
Brazil, Peru, Chile, Nicaragua,El Salvador, Columbia etc. One of my friends lives in Brazil, and I really need to get my south/central america on. All of my best girl friends are Latinas and I love them, I want to go explore their homelands. Emma, Yaisa, Federika, Sabina, Gabriela, Laura, I love you. Also why do all our names end in A?
Texas, I’ve been to a lot of places in the US too, but Texas is not one of them. I want to see what the ruckus is all about and I have a friend there.
Ireland, Give me all the pretty horses and a huge memory card, and I will conquer thee. My boyfriend has an extra Irish name so maybe he’d want to be in on this one since he’s never been himself.
LA! I’m planning to move there when I graduate so I really should get to know the place. My awesome cousin lives there and I want to see her and have her show me the city.
[Terry: LOVE this kid. However, if she’s looking for gifts for TV people, she should check out www.zazzle.com/tvgnus. Yeah, it’s done by an extremely close friend of mine.]
The art and heart of life, technology, and current events. |Welcome to a new friend: Matthew Alan Bennett
In addition to being a musician, songwriter, teacher, writer, and a magician, I have also been an armored car driver, paranormal investigator, website designer, civilian defense contractor, investigative reporter, stand-up comedian, youth counselor, TV cameraman, small engine mechanic, voiceover artist, sound engineer, and about 30 other things.
As you can see from my list of career moves, I like to shake up my life and keep things interesting. I am doing the same thing with this website. This is my outlet for posting whatever I need to post.
Some more “about me” stuff:
I am not a republican or a democrat or a libertarian. I spend a lot of time thinking through every issue, and I try not to let the media or the current sentiment of the culture define how I feel about these issues. I also spend a lot of time trying to convince others to do the same.
I’ll never end up with a college degree, because I study what I want to study. One month I will take a class in quantum physics, next month it’ll be economics, closely followed by psychology. Education, for the purpose of education itself, is the best way for me to spend my money. When I see people with degrees who are clueless about how life works, it validates my personal educational philosophy. I’m not going to let a degree define me.
I am primarily a musician, at least as far as “getting a paycheck” goes. I am also a magician, performing stand-up shows and close-up magic. I have been on the stage in one capacity or another nearly every week for the last 20 years. It is my second home, no matter where that stage may be located.
I also write short stories, mostly in the horror genre, although sometimes I end up getting all sci-fi on paper – accidentally, of course. Like many, many other writers I am “working on a novel”. I was an investigative reporter at one point, for the Capital News in Corydon, Indiana. I thought this would be my career path, but the business closed, and my life took a different turn.
I designed my first website in 1998, and have been trying to keep up with that for last 15 years. I really like net/tech stuff.
So, there you go. Music, magic, writing, tech stuff, hopefully the mix will go at least a little way towards explaining the widespread nature of the blog. Enjoy!
following the course of the Wagon Wheel (which is currently the only song in iTunes on my phone) – passing through Johnson City and Cumberland Gap. We stopped in Nashville, Memphis, and New Orleans before we landed on a beach in Corpus Christie, TX. On the way from the Gulf to Dallas, I specifically wanted to visit Luckenbach, mostly because of the song that I have known since childhood.
We had a drink at the bar, and heard some live music outside – which turned out to be a “guitar circle”, so anyone could play. Since nobody was playing except for the guys running it, we decided it would be really cool to play there. We stayed a couple hours and had a lot of fun, but I’m mostly excited about having that experience under my belt. I just wish they had a piano!
Covered in Beer by Thomas Cochran.
Just another idiot on the Internet…Great.
Last week, I came across an editorial in Charleston’s Post and Courier written by Harrison Russin, a Duke University “Musicology” grad student, explaining why classical music is still valuable and deserves our support. (I am linking to its appearance in the Atlanta Journal-Constitution because the P&C makes you pay to view its content. Ha.) I don’t spend many sleepless nights worrying about this subject but I am tired of these self-serving people begging us to support music we no longer like. There is a reason the music and the institutions associated with it are dying; it’s way past time that we let them go.
Russin says he was compelled to write after watching the recent Country Music Awards when he realized how many more millions of fans country music has than classical. Yes…well? I understand his disheartening realization because he has spent lots of time and money studying this music and presumably hopes to pursue a career in it. While wanting to “save” it is honorable, I’m afraid his efforts are feckless at best. The Classical genre has been on a banana peel skid towards the grave for years. Opera houses and symphonies constantly run over-budget, musicians go on strike, taxpayers tire of footing its bills and most importantly people aren’t attending the concerts. Tim McGraw isn’t begging for bailouts.
This problem is a local one for me, and I bet if you did some digging, you’d find it is one for you as well. The City of Charleston began a giant rebuilding of the city’s auditorium a year ago. Taxpayers like me are on the hook for $71 million worth of the project’s costs. Now, you can talk to me about economic impact and how it’s good for the city and important for the children etc., but I don’t want to hear it. Anytime people talk about how things are “important for our children’s future” are full of it and can only play on our heartstrings to prove a point. This city floods anytime someone leaves a garden hose on but we need a new auditorium? One in which promotes art that the majority of the city’s population couldn’t give a crap about? What a great example of phony-baloney elites promoting their own interests with my tax money because “I just don’t know what’s good for me.”
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Charleston, South Carolina is my home and I love living here. Recently, Charleston has gained a lot of national exposure for good reason. It has a lot of wonderful characteristics and features; and they have been covered and covered and covered by blogs, TV shows, travel websites, cooking magazines and TMZ every time Oprah comes here to shop. My purpose is not to counter those arguments because I agree with them. But here are a few things I hate about Charleston.
1. Palmetto Bugs
Have you ever heard the phrase, “lipstick on a pig”? Well, this is putting a nice hat on a roach. According to the Orkin Man, there is no entomological difference between an American cockroach and a “palmetto bug.” But proud Charlestonians don’t want to admit that the city is teaming with roaches, so they changed the name to something charming. Frankly, a more apt description of a palmetto bug for me would be the guys hocking those palm frond roses everywhere you turn.
2. Bad Food
Huh? Yeah. Charleston is home to some of the best restaurants in the country. But there are a lot of restaurants that slide by on those coattails. Here is a simple test to tell if you’re in a bad restaurant or not: ask them where they get their shrimp. If the waiter doesn’t know, then it is imported frozen crap; run for your life. I don’t need to know what dock it came off of but at least fool me into thinking it’s local. If they don’t do that they aren’t trying. And, if you find yourself waiting in a huge line on Meeting St. to get into a place serving fried seafood, you’re better off licking the gum stuck to the lamp poles around town.
3. The song “Wagon Wheel”
First of all, quit pretending the “Carolina” reference in the song is about SC. It’s about North Carolina, and not the good part of that state, either. It’s about Raleigh. I guess I’ll forgive Darius Rucker, but please, bands, stop covering this song. Bob Dylan wrote most of it and hated it. He never recorded it except for a demo, which of course some turd found and released. Yeah, that’s right, your hero hates that song and so should you. Look it up.
My goal with this blog is to offend everyone in the world at least once with my words… so no one has a reason to have a heightened sense of themselves. We are all ignorant, we are all found wanting, we are all bad people sometimes.
I posted about the Grinchiness of people at this time of year over on my personal blog a few days ago, but I fear I’m not finished with the subject.
With the stress of the holidays, it seems everywhere you go people are forgetting to slow down, have patience, hold doors open or even notice that they aren’t the only ones around. People working in the service industry are gifted with unprecedented abuse by consumers who can’t find what they’re looking for, shoppers are bustled and bullied and almost run over in parking lots. It’s the most dangerous time of the year!
But I didn’t want this post to be one big complaint. I’d rather focus on what we can do.
I was prompted to continue on my train of thought about the holidays by two different, yet connected events. First, a lovely, insightful comment from my post of two days ago, by fellow Canadian and WordPress blogger Adrian B. ( http://adicanada.wordpress.com/ check out his site, you won’t be disappointed). With his permission, I copied his words here:
“Some people are decorating only outside for the holidays and leaving the inside filled with daily problems. We can only try to change them with more joyful spirit.”
It’s so true, isn’t it? Not only do we decorate our homes, we decorate ourselves outwardly with words like, “Happy Holidays,” and yet what many of us feel inside is stress. While we may speak pretty words, we need to think about our actions towards our fellow man.
It was an incident with my Autistic son, Chris, that really brought it all home for me. His school took him, with his classmates, to the local mall yesterday to see Santa. He had his picture taken, sitting in the jolly old fellow’s chair with Santa standing behind. – my son is 18 years old and almost 6 feet tall. Chris and I had a conversation this morning that all but broke my heart. It went like this:
Chris: Did you see my picture with Santa?
Chris: Did Santa look disappointed in me?
Me: No, not at all.
Chris: Because the elves were laughing at me.
Me: That wasn’t very nice.
Chris: Yeah, just like in 2002. But I’m a good boy this year.
Holiday spirit, eh?
I know we don’t all celebrate the holidays in the same way. It’s not the point. The point is we all have to go out this time of year, even if it’s only to buy food, and we all encounter people who are in a rush, and who are so self-concentrated that they can’t bother to see that there are other human beings around them with their own stresses, their own problems, their own feelings and their own wants and needs.
The point is that we’re all human, no matter what our beliefs or disabilities. So next time someone jostles you, or is impolite, don’t repay it in kind. Smile. Be nice. Let your outward decorations be reflected by your inner spirit.
Be the Grinch from the end of the movie, and not the beginning.
To see my original post on the subject, go to my site: http://lindaghill.wordpress.com/2013/12/08/eddd-8-tis-the-season/ and make sure you read the comments. Some of them are pretty hilarious.
Thanks for reading.
Next Sunday the 24th is the one year anniversary of Aewl’s Abode. In honor of that, this week, I’ll repost some of my favorite posts from the first few months of the blog. This one is from Dec 7th, 2012.
What exactly is Blogpimping? Simple, it’s a way of publicizing your blog in a supercharged manner. I recently wrote about getting 25k hits in less than six months on a previous blog. By following these steps, you too can reach that number. Sure WordPress and Blogger have tips to drive more traffic your way, but these tips go beyond that. To get to that number you need to average only 167 hits a day on your blog. But by the time 6 months are up, you should be getting 300 or more hits a day. Keep in mind your main goal….. eyeballs on your site.
Before you start, read “10 Ways to Have a Bad Blog” and make sure you aren’t doing any of those. Blogpimping does take time, but if you are serious about getting eyeballs on your site because you know you have great content and great things to say, then commit to taking the time to do the following:
1. Commit to posting 3-5 times a day – That’s everyday, weekends included. Hopefully they will all be good quality posts. If you are going to get eyeballs on your site, you need to let the readers know that you post regularly. They will more than likely return. Return visits are what keeps your hit count up. No more than one to two filler posts in any one day. What are filler posts? Simple posts that take no more than 5 minutes to put up like this one.
2. Go after the big dogs – In your sphere of the blogosphere, there are probably a few bloggers that get a lot of traffic. Find out their email address and when you have a great posts which should be at least once a day, email them and give them a link to your post. Just one link from a big-time blogger will shoot your hit count way up. Your goal is to get eyeballs on your site, so don’t be discouraged if they don’t respond to your email. IF you write a really great article and get linked by someone like Instapundit, I’ve heard upwards of 10,000 hits just by one link. Same goes for getting Freshly Pressed but not as many hits.
Lots More at Seven ways to Blogpimp Your Site | Aewl’s Abode.
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Photographs & Philosophy
– The Periphrastic Mind of Kenneth Justice
[Terry: In My High School Latin, I was taught that the Passive Periphrastic meant a way of saying something that walked all the way around the building (periphrastic). But for the life of me, I can’t find much that’s Passive about Mr. Justice.]
by Kenneth Justice ~So much to do so little time….How many of us often feel a tad bit overwhelmed with all that we have going on?
Whenever I visit my various friends in the suburbs I’m not sure whether to be impressed or sad to see their calendars and appointment books filled to overflowing with appointments and tasks that need to be done. A while back I called a friend of mine and asked him if he wanted to go out for coffee and he said, “Kenneth, looking at my appointment book I can’t see any openings in the near future, could you call me in three to four months and check back then?”
Three to four months? Huh??? Hey, I’ll be the first to admit that I tend to be ‘last-minute guy’. I’m not a big fan of having a schedule that is so filled with appointments, meetings, and tasks that I have to tell someone, ‘Call me back in three – four months’. Because, to be honest with you; I’ve been there before. Shortly after graduating High School I worked two jobs; a 9-5 day job, and during the evenings & weekends I worked in (gulp) politics. The political job was high pressure; suit and tie, non-stop meetings, fundraisers, strategy sessions……it was intense. I worked seven days a week for more than a year……. When friends would call me up to get coffee, I was just like my friend; I’d have to check my calendar because my schedule was jammed packed and I had very few openings…..
After a year or so of living life that way; I had enough. It was simply too hectic, too much busyness and not enough time spent with friends and family. However, even though my schedule changed as the years went by, I still had a hard time giving up a behavior that I developed; I worried too much about tomorrow.
Many of us live each day of our life carrying a lot of ‘worry’ around with us;
—) We worry about our children
—) We worry about our significant other
—) We worry about our vocation
We worry, worry, worry One of the bible verses I always had a difficult time understanding when I was younger has to do with something Jesus said, “Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own“
I struggled with that saying of Jesus because I didn’t understand; how am I not supposed to worry about tomorrow? Isn’t it good that I’m worried about tomorrow and the work I’ve got to get done, my responsibilities, bills, debt, and everything else that goes with the future?
But now that I’m a little bit older I’m beginning to realize; worrying about tomorrow is simply too tiring. Its exhausting. Some people even get sick because they worry about tomorrow. I recall writing an essay in college about people who get sick on Sunday nights because they start thinking about having to go to work the next day.
A business acquaintance of mine has told me repeatedly that the worst day of his week is Sunday night; “My stomach starts getting upset, I feel nauseous, and I have a hard time going to sleep….all because I can’t stop thinking about having to go to work the next morning” he says.
Yet the simple fact of the matter is that as long as I worry about tomorrow; I can’t enjoy the wonderful thing that is today. I know that may sound trite, but as simplistic as it may be….its very true. When we worry about tomorrow it affects our friendships, our family, our children, and more. Worry can cause us to become locked up in paralysis; unable to truly enjoy and live out the day.
Worry is one of the chief issues that is leading so many people throughout the Western World to pop pills. Worry can lead to anxiety, depression, and a whole host of other psychological responses that doctors label “a reason to prescribe you medication”
Yet in the end, we have a choice don’t we? We have the choice to learn how to stop worrying; how to let go of the burdensome thoughts that weigh us down.
There’s nothing wrong with planning for the future; in fact that is a good attitude to have….but worrying about the future can become a problem.
As for me, I’ll have Just Today please, and a coffee to go with it,
[Terry: This guy is fascinating. Every blog item is a new story. Plus he’s a bit chubby and wears Hawaiian shirts–what’s not to like?]
I’m heading to Kansas in a couple days, and am remembering something that I often discover about the red states: that there are political differences between them and my native California.
I’m not just talking about the obvious factors, such as people looking askance at men holding hands with each other, or at women dressing more skimpily, or people in general looking older, even though they may not be. I’m talking about looking up the bus fares for Hutchinson and discovering to my shock that it costs $4 compared to the $1.50 fare in Los Angeles. Not only that, but I’ll have to walk 1.2 miles just to get to the bus stop. Kansans don’t believe in tax money being spent on frivolous things like poor people’s transportation needs. They believe in what they call “self-sufficiency”–that is, every man for himself, period.
I’ll be doing some genealogical research while I’m in Hutch, and discovered another red-blue split: The state government doesn’t believe in transparency. While birth and death records are public in California and many other states, they aren’t in Kansas. They are available only to immediate family and “anyone who can prove a direct interest.” The red-state mentality is authoritarian rather than transparent, as explained in the fine book, Don’t Think of an Elephant, by George Lakoff.
I’ve run into this in other red states, too. While I was in the Carolinas in the late 1990s, I noticed that their state and local governments don’t spend much money on infrastructure. I tried to bicycle in Charleston, for example, and discovered that there were virtually no bikepaths, few sidewalks, and very little or crumbling road shoulder. Get out of historic Charleston and it was dangerous just to walk down the street, with cars whizzing by so close to you. You had to trudge through the weeds and brambles just to keep from getting hit. The city is designed, it seems, for the convenience of those in Cadillacs and limousines, and not for those who have to walk to their destinations.
While driving from Charleston to Raleigh, too, I noticed a definite red-state complexion. I wanted to stop along the way and walk onto the beach, take off my shoes, squish my toes in the sand, feel the salt air on my face. But in the Carolinas, there are miles upon miles upon miles of seaside mansion estates that preclude any public use. In 1971, California passed The Coastal Initiative that codified into law the idea that the beach (such as Carmel Beach, above) belongs to the public, and that no more private or commercial building would be allowed there. Obviously, that is too radical an idea for the Carolinas.
People often throw up their hands at politics, saying their vote makes no difference. But here, that concept is disproven. Not only does politics have an impact on the large issues, such as war and who’s going to chair the Fed, but also, on the issues that affect us every day, such as sidewalks, streets, and beaches. And so I head off towards a red state, hoping for the best.
Last August, I performed street magic for two weeks on Fisherman’s Wharf in Monterey. I had a good time and polished my Linking Rings routine. When summer ended, I left. Last week, I returned. Within the first ten minutes, a homeless guy called over to me.
“Hey, I know you! Welcome back!”
He was big and smiley and had wild hair and a booming voice that filled the waterfront.
Then another homeless guy called over a big hello, too, even repeating some of my joke lines back to me, saying that he had appropriated them for his own show.
“Reach into your pockets and take out a 5-dollar bill. Keep that for yourself and give the rest to me!”
I didn’t begrudge him stealing the line from me; I had stolen it myself.
Playing the street is an on and off thing for me. I started busking in 1994, when I was trying to get good at stage magic. In 1998, I published a book called Be a Street Magician!: A How-To Guide (Aha! Press, http://www.amazon.com/Be-Street-Magician-David-Groves/dp/0966814703/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1214804689&sr=1-1), which made me semifamous in a niche audience, magicians.
These days, the vast majority of my business consists of big-paying inside gigs. But when business is slow, I like to road-test my new material by performing on the street for an endless stream of new audiences. Last week, I happened to get hired to perform for a couple of fancy parties at the classic-car show in Carmel, so while I was up here, I decided to play the wharf.
My first day back on the wharf, I did well. I was even approached by a couple who saw my show and wanted me to come to their 6-year-old daughter Jasmine’s birthday party the next evening. We negotiated on the spot. They wanted me to go down $50 on the price. I said I would do that if they bought my newly published enovel, What Happens to Us, http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00DSSN5SU, and got five of their friends to do so, as well. I didn’t tell them that I hadn’t brought all my best kids’ show props–the die box, for example (see video).
The next day, a Sunday, I went back out to the wharf to get in a couple hours of busking before the party. A man walked up to me with his kid.
“I’m glad you’re here!” he said. “I saw you yesterday, and I liked it so much that I brought my boy to see you!”
It was strange to make such an imprint on this community without even trying much. I felt like I was becoming accidentally famous.
In one of my audiences was an 18-year-old guy with the wild hair of an intellectual. He said his name was Forrest.
“Man, you must get all the damn Gump jokes,” I said.
“Stupid is as stupid does,” he said, grinning.
During the show, I ended up casting aspersions on Forrest’s wealth because he lived in Seaside. Everybody laughed. Later, when I held out my hat for tips, Forrest came up and dropped in a $20 bill.
“Not all people in Seaside are poor,” he said.
I couldn’t believe I had benefited financially by making Forrest feel insecure. It seemed to be against my philosophy of life, which is that being relentlessly positive is the way to happiness and wealth. Still, I didn’t give him the twenty back.
Come evening, I did the kids’ show at the park and kicked ass. Afterwards, two separate guys came up and asked me if they could have my card.
“I live in Los Angeles,” I said, handing it over, but then warned him. “I’d have to charge a lot more for the show.”
“Like $1,200 at least.”
- I Had a Dream (whathappenstous.wordpress.com)
- The No Trespassing No Sidewalk No Road Shoulder Blues (whathappenstous.wordpress.com)
Noam Chomsky’s top 10 media manipulation strategies
Renowned critic and always MIT linguist Noam Chomsky, one of the classic voices of intellectual dissent in the last decade, has compiled a list of the ten most common and effective strategies resorted to by the agendas “hidden” to establish a manipulation of the population through the media.
Historically the media have proven highly efficient to mold public opinion. Thanks to the media paraphernalia and propaganda, have been created or destroyed social movements, justified wars, tempered financial crisis, spurred on some other ideological currents, and even given the phenomenon of media as producers of reality within the collective psyche.
But how to detect the most common strategies for understanding these psychosocial tools which, surely, we participate? Fortunately Chomsky has been given the task of synthesizing and expose these practices, some more obvious and more sophisticated, but apparently all equally effective and, from a certain point of view, demeaning. Encourage stupidity, promote a sense of guilt, promote distraction, or construct artificial problems and then magically, solve them, are just some of these tactics.
1. the strategy of distraction
The primary element of social control is the strategy of distraction which is to divert public attention from important issues and changes determined by the political and economic elites, by the technique of flood or flooding continuous distractions and insignificant information. distraction strategy is also essential to prevent the public interest in the essential knowledge in the area of the science, economics, psychology, neurobiology and cybernetics. “Maintaining public attention diverted away from the real social problems, captivated by matters of no real importance. Keep the public busy, busy, busy, no time to think, back to farm and other animals (quote from text Silent Weapons for Quiet War ).”
2. Create problems, then offer solutions
This method is also called “problem -reaction- solution. “It creates a problem, a “situation” referred to cause some reaction in the audience, so this is the principal of the steps that you want to accept. For example: let it unfold and intensify urban violence, or arrange for bloody attacks in order that the public is the applicant’s security laws and policies to the detriment of freedom. Or: create an economic crisis to accept as a necessary evil retreat of social rights and the dismantling of public services.
3. The gradual strategy
acceptance to an unacceptable degree, just apply it gradually, dropper, for consecutive years. That is how they radically new socioeconomic conditions ( neoliberalism ) were imposed during the 1980s and 1990s: the minimal state, privatization, precariousness, flexibility, massive unemployment, wages, and do not guarantee a decent income, so many changes that have brought about a revolution if they had been applied once.
4. The strategy of deferring
Another way to accept an unpopular decision is to present it as “painful and necessary”, gaining public acceptance, at the time for future application. It is easier to accept that a future sacrifice of immediate slaughter. First, because the effort is not used immediately. Then, because the public, masses, is always the tendency to expect naively that “everything will be better tomorrow” and that the sacrifice required may be avoided. This gives the public more time to get used to the idea of change and accept it with resignation when the time comes.
5. Go to the public as a little child
Most of the advertising to the general public uses speech, argument, people and particularly children’s intonation, often close to the weakness, as if the viewer were a little child or a mentally deficient. The harder one tries to deceive the viewer look, the more it tends to adopt a tone infantilising. Why? “If one goes to a person as if she had the age of 12 years or less, then, because of suggestion, she tends with a certain probability that a response or reaction also devoid of a critical sense as a person 12 years or younger (see Silent Weapons for Quiet War ).”
- What the Chomsky-Žižek debate tells us about Snowden’s NSA revelations | Greg Burris (theguardian.com)
- Noam Chomsky: Bombing Syria Would Be a ‘War Crime’ | Alternet (icrindia.wordpress.com)
- Chomsky or Žižek: Can’t We Have Both? (newleftproject.org)
- An Interview with Noam Chomsky (counterpunch.org)
- Noam Chomsky: Instead of “Illegal” Syria Threat, U.S. Should Back Chemical Weapons Ban Worldwide (dandelionsalad.wordpress.com)
You can’t have it both ways…….
by Kenneth Justice
~The other day at coffee I overheard a couple women talking to each other and complaining about the way girls dressed ‘now-a-days’
“Its so disgusting how these girls dress now-a-days, they dress like women and they should be dressing like children!” said the first woman
“Your right! Back in the good ole’ days children dressed like children, none of these short-shorts or skimpy blouses” said the second woman
Then yesterday afternoon one of my clients was telling me about the shooting that took place in Washington DC in which 11 people were killed, “When I was younger that kind of s**t just didn’t happen. The world’s gone crazy lately, its not like it used to be” he told me.
I’ve heard the phrase ‘good ole’ days’ more times throughout my life than I can count. Supposedly these ‘good ole’ days’ were an amazing era in human history. During the ‘good ole’ days’;
–) Crime didn’t exist
–) Premarital sex didn’t exist
–) Injustice didn’t exist
–) Sin didn’t exist
REALLY??? Could someone please enlighten me on when exactly these ‘good ole’ days’ occurred because somehow I missed out on reading about this portion of history in grammar school, high school, and college. Actually, I’ve never read of any era close to something I would want to refer to as the ‘good ole’ days’.
Lets pause for a moment and consider what life was really like back in the ‘good ole’ days’;
–) It wasn’t until the 20th century that women could vote! Throughout most of human history women have always been treated like second class citizens.
–) For hundreds of years blacks were enslaved by whites and it wasn’t until the late 20th century in the United States that the Civil Rights Act was passed and African-Americans were finally acknowledged to be equal citizens with whites
–) Throughout most of humanity’s history children (especially females) have been treated like the ‘property’ of their parents and marriages were arranged which meant children had no say in who they would be forced to spend the rest of their lives with.
So to borrow Steve Martin’s line, Well excuseeeeeee me…..but what was so great about these ‘good ole’ days again?Could we all stop living in the world of delusions and enter the realm of truth; there have always been problems in every era of human history.
There is nothing new under the sun
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I understand passion especially when it comes to Religion because I have such strong feelings towards mine.
But I do not understand why God-fearing people would approach potential brothers and sisters with straight out mean comments and accusations.
The Shopping centre
One afternoon whilst walking into the doors of our local shopping centre I was approached by a man with a Jesus flyer and the first things out of his mouth were:
“You are going to hell.”
So I stopped and looked at my 5 and 6 year old children which also heard what the man said.
I replied, “Don’t say that to me especially in front of my kids, who do you think you are?”
“If you haven’t accepted Jesus then you will be going to hell.”
I thought for a moment that I could start a conversation with this man but I had no time.
So I replied, “Do you know that you are not going to Jannah.”
He looked at me and said, “What is Jannah?”
So I walked off and said, “Look it up.”
Why would someone have so much enthusiasm to go out and preach but know nothing about other religions is beyond me. Continue reading →
How the 1% live
Posted on September 10, 2013 by The Old Wolf
I’m currently yanking the chain of an advance fee fraud scammer, much the same way I did over here. This one appears to be operating out of China. I’ll be posting a full report at the end of the game, but in the meantime, Mr. “Zhang Yong” has asked me to do some research for him so he can have a base of operations in the USA after all those “millions” have been transferred into my bank.
Just in case you’re wondering, these chests of money don’t exist.
Click HERE FOR THE REST OF THE STORY How the 1% live | Playing in the World Game.
Rob Hamilton wrote about Ronald L. Sanford
January 19, 2013
Marion County, Indiana. 1987. The two elderly sisters had made it clear that they did not want their lawn mowed. But the sisters’ refusal didn’t stop Ronald Sanford and his friend entering the house with intent to steal. If the two criminals couldn’t make money honestly, they’d make it anyway they could. During the course of the burglary, the elderly sisters were murdered.
On the 14th April, 1989, in Marion County, Ronald Sanford was convicted and sentenced to 50 years for the murder of one sister, 50 years for the murder of the other sister, 50 years for Robbery involving serious bodily injury and 20 years for Burglary. The judge stated that all sentences would run consecutively, meaning a total jail time of 170 years. To date (2013) Ronald Sanford has served 24 years and is due a parole hearing in the year 2070.
At this point you may think he deserved everything he got. In fact, some may feel that he should have faced the death penalty for murdering two elderly women, and under normal circumstances, not too many people would disagree with that – but these are not normal circumstances.
No. These are a long way from being normal circumstances.
Ronald L. Sanford was born February 12th, 1974, making him 13 years old when he entered the sisters house. Two years later, he stood in front of a judge in an adult courtroom at the age of just 15. Found guilty on all counts, he was sent to Indiana State Prison to spend his formative years in the company of hardened criminals.
The treatment of Ronald Sanford at the hands of Marion County raises several questions.
Froze in this moment…
While in school I’ve learned that the experience of interacting with others is just as educational as the academics itself. For instance, I’ve had professors at Clark mutter angerly about the lack of historical knowledge known by my classmates and I. I find it funny. Yes, blame the students, not the high school academics curriculum in America or the lack there of. It’s outragous, ridiculeing students over something they have no control over. Plus, not to mention high school’s ability to make the subject’s a dull mix of US history and oh yeah, more US History! Teachers should be less ignorant and take a moment to understand why this is the case. Instead, students are merely scapegoats for the overall failure of the academic system. In addition, if such a large portion of students are incapable of divulging the information. I would think there must be a larger overriding problem. Why then, in society do people make the choice to stay unaware and ignorant?
Intellect is a matter of perspective and David Foster Wallace’s rendition may boggle you. Wallace’s insist that, “we easily dismiss the hard to see realities of each moment.”(Wallace 199) Perhaps knowleged and awarness are the real means to happiness. My beilief inertwine with Wallace intriging argument, “that brilliance is a state of awareness furthermore a mentality of the mind,” (Wallace 201) Thus, ignorance is the equivalence of incompetence.
Primarily, Wallace celebrates “a radically twisted but enlightening look at intelligence. He views our minds as being warped by our own narcissistic tendencies, thus not allowing ourselves the ability to see any worldly perspectives, but our own.(Wallace 201) Wallace also claims “that our animalistic default-setting causes self-righteouness, a non-understanding and furthermore incourages our unforgiving behavior.”(Wallace 201) Wallace suggests “being intelligence is having the ability to use the knowledge gained to consider all angels thus widening our scope of awarness.” Being able to choose positive solutions help many lead more meaninful lives.
I wholeheartedly agree that self-awareness is the key to intelligence. Although, being self-aware may seem trivial, but in fact it is crucial to ones happiness. For instance, After a year of trying to help my boyfriends sister get clean by taking her to rehab over and over again. Sitting in hours of Narcotics Anonymous meetings. Finally, I decided I was done! Over it! But my father must have seen something I had not, he told me to keep helping a little bit longer. My fathers self-awareness of the situation which led to helping her in ways I could not, through God. As I look back two years later she is still clean. It brings me to tears. If I had given up, she would probably wouldn’t have made it much longer on the path she was on. Each time I see her I think of my father and how he saw beyond the surface. Only by being self-aware can you fully lead a happier more fulfilling life.
It’s a fact: Cigarettes have many negative effects on our health including damaging the lungs and causing deadly cancers. Why then do people continue to smoke? The answer is nicotine. Nicotine instantly numbs away the stresses felt during a demanding day at work. For some, smoking cigarettes has become a form of self-medicating to lessen stresses caused by depression and panic attacks.
Doctors say never to self-medicate; but why? Nicotine can instantly reduce symptoms of anxiety. Prescriptions such as, Lorazapam are addicting, thus doctors will only prescribe them for short periods of time. It’s true; over time panic attacks may lessen, but many face an abrupt clusters of unexperected attacks and without medication it’s hard to cope. Thus, doctors are giving no other options but, to self-medicate. Self-medi According to, Frank L. Collins and Theodore L. Wagener, People with server mental disorders are more likely to self-medicate themselves using additive substances such as, nicotine. Further more, the probability of them staying dependent on the substance is far greater. (“Collins and Wagener” 88) This demonstrates, that people in our society with server anxiety or stress are forced to self-medicate due to the lack of options to reduce stress. As a result, many peopleare forced to their own devices; some people with depression have chosen to self-medicate themselves by smoking cigarettes in order to relieve the symptoms of stress.
Stress from depression causes people to follow negative thoughts of their psyche. Stress is formed when a person thoughts are constantly dwelling over destructive circualar thoughts. Unleashing an emphasis on the inability many face to make the correct choices in life. Furthermore, depression takes hold of our thoughts only to morph them into self-hating comments of worthlessness and inadaquecy. These types of stresses cause many people to turn towards nicotine for relief.
[Terry: Well, smoking can stop your anxiety about everything but smoking. However, I promised myself when I quit my 3 to 4 pack a day habit about 25 years ago, I would start again when I turned 60. Miracle of Miracles, they’ve invented these strange battery-operated things that puff coffee-flavored steam and have no nicotine in them. I LOVE THEM}
- David Foster Wallace and Mark Costello Talk Hip-Hop (themillions.com)
- David Foster Wallace – The Last Interview and Other Conversations (condofire.com)
I am a husband and a father of two young children (well, technically one of them is a step-child, but we don’t really see it that way.) My family lives in Jerseyille, IL, a small town in the southern portion of West Central Illinois. I grew up in an even smaller town in the middle of Southern Illinois, Cutler. I am an alum of Southern Illinois University Carbondale, Class of 2004, with a Bachelor’s degree in Finance.
Political Affiliation: Libertarian
Hobbies: I love sports. I probably spend the majority of my free time watching or reading about sports. My favorite teams are University of Illinois Fighting Illini basketball and football and all the St. Louis professional teams (Cardinals, Rams and Blues.) I also keep tabs on SIU Saluki basketball and football, but admittedly not as well as I should. On my long commute to and from work, I entertain myself by listening to podcasts, mostly about history and politics.
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United we stand, divided we fall. We’ve all heard this phrase. According to the Smithsonian Institute, the origin is from a 1768 song, The Liberty Song by John Dickinson. We normally hear this phrase in the United States during times of turmoil. We reference it when the country is at war. It was all over the place after the 9/11 attacks. In this post, though, I’m going to look at it from another angle.
I think this phrase does an excellent job of describing what is going on in our country today. The politicians have successfully divided the citizenry of this country. How have they done that? By getting us to focus on secondary issues that are not as important as the ones we should be paying attention to.
Think about it for a second. What issues are constantly pounded into our heads by our politicians and the media? Gun control, abortion, gay marriage, drugs, immigration, healthcare…… the list goes on and on. Now I’m not saying that these issues are not important, because they are. I’m saying that they are secondary issues behind the one thing that everyone should really be concentrating on, government corruption.
Why are we not paying attention to this issue? Misdirection by the politicians. Misdirection is a word you hear often in football, when an offense uses deception to get the defense going in one direction, only to have the ball end up going in the other direction. For more Click HERE
With the debate on immigration currently going on in Congress, I thought this would be a good time to weigh in on it. The central issue here is twofold. First, what do we do with all the illegal immigrants currently in the country? Secondly, what do we do with the southern border to Mexico?
Current Illegal Immigrants
All too often, you only hear of two options for dealing with those people who have illegally crossed our borders. One of those options is amnesty and the other one is deportation. I do not like either of these options.
Offering wholesale amnesty is completely unfair to all those people who are currently waiting their turn, legally, for United States citizenship. I don’t think we can completely ignore the fact that many people have chosen to ignore the laws of our country.
On the other hand, the deportation option is just insane. There is no way that we can deport every single person who has crossed the border illegally. It’s just not practical. The other problem with deportation is the cost involved. It would likely cost us billions, which is not something our country can afford when we are already approaching $17 trillion in national debt.
So, what do we do? I prefer a middle of the road option. This is my plan for dealing with the illegal immigrants currently in the country.
1. Give instant citizenship to all children who were brought here by their parents. This is a one time thing and is only effective for families who are currently already in the United States. It is not the fault of these children that they were brought here. Their parents made that decision, not them. Do not punish the children. If they have already been living and going to school here, then let them stay and make them citizens.
2. All adults who are here illegally will be forced to pay back taxes. They will be allowed to apply for citizenship through the normal channels. They will be allowed to stay and work in the US, but they will have to pay taxes. Once they have gone through the normal citizenship process and paid all back taxes, they will be awarded their citizenship. They will not be eligible for public aid during the waiting period.
3. Those illegal immigrants already here will not be forced to apply for citizenship. They will not be deported for choosing not to apply. They will be allowed to stay and work, but they will be required to pay taxes (including any back taxes). They will not be eligible for public aid.
4. The first two guidelines will only be valid for those who have been living in the United States already and have done so in a civil manner. Anyone with a violent criminal record will not be eligible for this program. Anyone who chooses not to pay taxes will be immediately deported.
This one is really simple. Get rid of all the ridiculous border security. Don’t even think about putting up a fence. Make it an open border. Why should we stop anyone from coming to the United States who simply wants to better themselves and their families? We should allow them to come here and work without having to go through the citizenship process. They won’t be given citizenship unless they apply through the normal channels, but they can live and work here. They will be required to pay taxes and will not be eligible for public aid. Anyone who commits a violent crime will no longer be allowed to stay here.
[Terry: You know, I just picked the Intro, the latest post and whatever was interesting. How did I know I would end up portraying this man as such a … as so interested in the wonders of the human body? Ed’s a very interesting guy and, despite the fact that he’s a Libertarian, well worth reading. And I’m writing this DESPITE the fact that I just had to get 14 Rabies shots and the whole thing is shot through with “Rabid/Rabyd” puns.He must be good.]
A blog dedicated to the thoughts, opinions, ideas and random madness of Edward W. Raby, Sr. – Pastor, Theologian, Philosopher, Writer, Bodybuilder and Football Fan. “Yes, the dog is foaming at the mouth. Don’t worry, He just had pint of beer and is trying to scare you.” This is a Theology Pub so drink your theology responsibly or have a designated driver to get you home as theology can be as intoxicating as alcohol.
Pastor of Hersey Congregational Church in Hersey. Michigan since September of 2008. I dabble at being a writer and have one published letter in a magazine to my credit. I am the Vice President of the School Board for the Reed City Area Public Schools.
Graduate of Reed City High School – Class of 1987
I was an Assemblies of God Minister from 1999 till 2007 (2 years licenced, five years ordained). I pastored two churches Church of the Rock (Greenville, Michigan) and World Harvest Assembly of God (Perry, Michigan) Before pastoring I was an Associate Pastor of Christian Education at Harvest Assembly of God (Reed City, Michigan).
Christian Conservative Libertarian
The real problem with the old testament history in regards to harlotry is that it is not mentioned that much but it is generally assumed at certain times when dealing with temple prostitution in regards to fertility cults and pagan worship. The real issue is that the Biblical history does not deal at all with the ‘working girl’ who is engaged in prostitution simply to make money. It would be assumed that adultery rules would kick in but it is interesting that the fornication issue which would lead to a woman becoming the wife of someone who has sex with her is not always applied.
Further complicating this issue is simply the fact that virginity in women is mention valued and expected but literally nothing is said about virginity in men. One girl bemoans her virginity in Judges which complicates the issue of whether virginity is valued but only if a woman is about to be married, but if marriage is no longer possible for other reasons virginity seems to be a burden rather than a blessing.
The issue is that there a sense of girls watching their virginity closely but men not so much. There really seems to be in the law and the history of the Old Testament no moral standard for fidelity for men. The opposite is true for women who are valued far more if they are virgins on their wedding day than not. If not the consequences in this culture could be quite severe for women, but for guys – ‘hey, you didn’t get caught’ is all that seems to be implied.
There really is no advice on how to handle this subject until we get to the wisdom of Solomon.
Next: The Strange Woman and Solomon
You know the greatest first obstacle in talking about naked meditation is not the naked part – it is the meditation part. You wouldn’t believe the number of Christians that believe that meditation is still a purely an eastern religious practice. Meditation is actually one of those things that seems to span all religious movements regardless of what is believed. All meditation practice basically centers on one idea — you must quiet and empty your mind, heart and spirit and just be. Meditation is about focus of the person to set everything aside and dwell on…well that greatly depends on the religious belief at that point. Most practitioners of Christian meditation would say that the purpose is to empty the mind in order to fill it either by revelation from God either by listening to what He might have to say or by meditation on a Bible verse or passage to better understand its spiritual meaning. Some believe that meditation can be used to see visions from God and help understand dreams.
In my opinion there are two basic types of meditation – formal and informal.
- Seven Months of ‘All Things Rabyd’ (edraby.wordpress.com)
- Rabyd Opinion – ‘Preach the Word!’ – What Does That Mean Anyway? (edraby.wordpress.com)
- The Rabyd Theologian at the Crossroads (edraby.wordpress.com)
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